Monday, 11 December 2006

Embryonic Love

You're swollen, tired, fit to burst,
You're upset and frustrated with this weight we create,
I wish I had apologised then,
But I had no lips
To speak with
And no knowledge
Outside your loving hold.
Safe and warm, now I've escaped,
I still feel this way,
Protected- inside and out,
Loved before I controlled you,
Wanted before I existed.

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